A house without books is like a room without windows.
Heinrich Mann
I'm sending this letter
I'll mail it today
There's so many things I've been wanting to say
Your mom sent some pictures
And my how you've grown
Rock n roll fathers are never at home
I've always been the kind of girl
That hid my face
So afraid to tell the world
What I've got to say
But I had this dream
Right inside of me
Tình yêu đầu tiên, khẽ đến như giấc mơ
Vòng tay dịu êm, anh trao thật nhẹ nhàng
Và em nhớ mãi ánh mắt ấy vừa tìm thấy nhau bên hiên mưa bay
Và em nhớ góc phố mỗi tối anh cùng dắt em đi tay trong tay
Ngày mai sẽ mãi mãi chiếu sáng chỉ yêu mình anh người ơi có biết
Thầm khắc tên anh trong tim first love
What's that right there?
What's that right there?
What's this right here?
Yea
What's this right here?
Yea, what's that right there?
You were my ticket out of here
And I was your dream come true
You gave me everything I ever wanted
Except for you
I convinced myself that over don't mean over
The scattered pages of a book by the sea
Held by the sand, washed by the waves
A shadow forms cast by a cloud,
Skimming by as eyes of the past, but the rising tide
Absorbs them effortlessly claiming.
Feat. Sterling Simms
[Intro: Kid Ink]
Yeah, you been out on your own
Now tell me was it worth it
I think it’s time to come home
Mama's high heels, cherry lipstick
And a goodwill dress
Play pretending, danced for the mirror
A fairytale princess
[Chorus:]
[Funk Flex]
Y'knahmean shout to Shady Records
My man Eminem, D-12, Paul Rosenberg
Shout to Jimmy Iovine, Steve Stoute
Funk Flex, 60 Minutes of fuckin Funk nigga, Volume FOUR!
ONE!!
Yea, oh!
Check me out, look
It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?)
And last album, they don't like me to tell this
